In this task, we had to take newspaper clippings and create poetry pieces by blacking out text. To the left, I picked out a piece on fascism, and it reads as follows...

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Exile
Insulted,

silenced,

"that is over", he said, 

the decades where he had to keep his head down.

"We are freer now."

An atmosphere of intolerance,

shame and stigma,

violence.

Failed to walk a fine line,

innocent boys were executed, 

"payback for so many people who in this nation had to lower their head for decades".

Like desert crossing,

still stinging.

Nearly half a century, schools and streets became violent battlefields.

In those days, the youth could be targetted for writing essays seen to be too rightward thinking.

"We owe it to the party."

Unjustified; another story.

Her close ally, a friend of Giorgia, hoped that now he could read a rightwing newspaper or book on the subway without eliciting scornful looks.

Cost.

"It's a mark we carry inside," he said. "Now I feel vindicated."